Exploitation
World will cease to exist and face extinction,
Not to differentiate and make the distinction,
It all hinges on the word exploitation,
Simple logic and need no explanation.
Big fish kills small fish,
Small fished are served in dish,
Human beings want it as wish,
Thus is the end and matter finish,
If potters creation remains intact,
No place will be left on earth in fact,
If all babies survive and not die,
People will have to come in open and lie,
Crowd all over and no space will be left,
Bread will be snatched and increase in theft,
Nothing will be secured and disorder prevail,
No more opportunities and chances avail,
Why rich should bother the poor?
Why do we expect open door?
If we believe in HIM then it is fate,
Opinion to be formed before it is late,
We strongly believe and expect,
World to change and order arrange,
Let every one live happily and manage,
Why then bloodshed and ghastly carnage?
It is cycle that works and move,
No one can stop and no one can remove,
We got to accept the universal law,
It is His creation and has no flaw,
Why one takes birth as king?
Lavish marriage and diamond ring,
Pomp and show with beautiful life,
Luxury at feet and situation rife,
One toils hard but finds no bread,
Life is sustained only on thread,
Death is casual and no one read,
Where survival is question then how to lead?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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General explotation
How can you change world’s established order?
Is it not that we are on extinction border?
Do we not face complete annihilation from face?
Is there no competition or simple mad race?
Whole world depends upon total exploitation
Each one eats upon others one by one by rotation
If this is not done by nature then there will be an end
Not a single inch space will be left to stand
Sea life depends solely on killing of each other
Small creatures are killed by their own mother
Big whales make their meals from small fishes
World doesn’t end for them as sea is full of riches
Life is fast replenished with the arrival of fresh
Thus cycle goes on with eating of their flash
Fresh induction of sea life gives them enough room
There is no depletion or decadence of gloom
On land wild animals kill weaker ones
Strongest definitely survive in safe zones
It is how cycle is repeated endlessly
Life goes on smoothly and ceaselessly
Rich robs the poor with the might of money
In real life it thrives and doesn’t look funny
We may talk of tall order but surrender
Can’t resist the temptation and wonder
Smaller countries are bullied by rich nations
They fear of reprisal and maintain the relations
They talk of liberty and champion the cause of freedom
Give a call for uprising and commit the pledges to redeem
They have narrow national interest in their mind
They search for lame excuses and try to find
How to bring them under their complete sway?
So they don’t have and authority or complete say
World can’t be bowed down by simple logic
No cohesion or compulsion can do any magic
Only persuasion and help can change the scene
Permanent stand off may lead to no loss no win
No nation will barter their national interest
They will try to opt and find out the best
They can be forced or brought to compromise
Help in crisis with firm commitment and promises
Even Almighty has shown favored the rich
Poor are kept at bay and out of reach
They suffer at the cruel hands of fate
Help comes to them not at crucial stage
We may learn it at later stage
It will be beyond control to manage
No one will come to our rescue and relief
This only strengthens or firm belief
We may survive and manage the onslaught
So many miseries it has shown and brought
We need to learn more and not to be caught
What else we can do except to accept?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Exploitation in general
How can you change world’s established order?
Is it not that we are on extinction border?
Do we not face complete annihilation from face?
Is there no competition or simple mad race?
Whole world depends upon total exploitation
Each one eats upon others one by one by rotation
If this is not done by nature then there will be an end
Not a single inch space will be left to stand
Sea life depends solely on killing of each other
Small creatures are killed by their own mother
Big whales make their meals from small fishes
World doesn’t end for them as sea is full of riches
Life is fast replenished with the arrival of fresh
Thus cycle goes on with eating of their flash
Fresh induction of sea life gives them enough room
There is no depletion or decadence of gloom
On land wild animals kill weaker ones
Strongest definitely survive in safe zones
It is how cycle is repeated endlessly
Life goes on smoothly and ceaselessly
Rich robs the poor with the might of money
In real life it thrives and doesn’t look funny
We may talk of tall order but surrender
Can’t resist the temptation and wonder
Smaller countries are bullied by rich nations
They fear of reprisal and maintain the relations
They talk of liberty and champion the cause of freedom
Give a call for uprising and commit the pledges to redeem
They have narrow national interest in their mind
They search for lame excuses and try to find
How to bring them under their complete sway?
So they don’t have and authority or complete say
World can’t be bowed down by simple logic
No cohesion or compulsion can do any magic
Only persuasion and help can change the scene
Permanent stand off may lead to no loss no win
No nation will barter their national interest
They will try to opt and find out the best
They can be forced or brought to compromise
Help in crisis with firm commitment and promises
Even Almighty has shown favored the rich
Poor are kept at bay and out of reach
They suffer at the cruel hands of fate
Help comes to them not at crucial stage
We may learn it at later stage
It will be beyond control to manage
No one will come to our rescue and relief
This only strengthens or firm belief
We may survive and manage the onslaught
So many miseries it has shown and brought
We need to learn more and not to be caught
What else we can do except to accept?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Some things that can happen with a fish
A fish that drinks like a fish, that is a fish in excess
A fish that fishes in troubled waters, that is a fish taking advantage of another fish in trouble
A fish that fishes or cuts bait, well, to be or not to be, to retreat or to attack, that is the fishy question
A fish that is neither fish nor fowl, is a fish that is neither one nor the other, lacking some convictions
A fish out of water, is a fish feeling left out, no longer in his accustomed environment
Do you have other fish to fry for now?
Is there other matter requiring my attention?
Poor fish,
the lake is finally fished out from his fishy mind.
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A fish that drinks like a fish, that is a fish in excess
A fish that fishes in troubled waters, that is a fish taking advantage of another fish in trouble
A fish that fishes or cuts bait, well, to be or not to be, to retreat or to attack, that is the fishy question
A fish that is neither fish nor fowl, is a fish that is neither one nor the other, lacking some convictions
A fish out of water, is a fish feeling left out, no longer in his accustomed environment
Do you have other fish to fry for now?
Is there other matter requiring my attention?
Poor fish,
the lake is finally fished out from his fishy mind.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fish of a Different Color
Big fish and small fish
Swimming here in this pond
Fast fish and slow fish
And now one is gone
Poor, foolish fishes
Just make a few stronger
And watch how these fishes
Devour each other
To be the small fish
I'm sure none would bother
But oh, don't you wish
You could make the pond smaller?
I've found my own niche
To live my life fuller
For I am a fish
Of a different color
Eat and be merry
Does the life mean to live and eat?
Marry and stay to make it sweet
School, youth and later on to profession
Troubles more and to lead with confusion
Always worry for two ends to meet
Absence of love to say hello when greet
Mind not at rest with so many wicked plans
No time to look back or have little glance
Time is money and busy is schedule
Some where to formant trouble and add fuel
Self interest first with top most priority
To consider one’s self with superior quality
No one can be blamed for simple logic
It is human tendency and forms very basic
Nothing goes with it as sentiments or feelings
Everything is done in agreement and as willing
Result is known and fate is sealed
Yet many thing done and tactfully concealed
Life goes on uninterrupted with nothing more to reveal
To go still deep in it and present it as real
Nothing will change so long human race is in existence
Not much can be said or exerted with insistence
There is helplessness as how to lead it honestly
Nothing can help even if tried earnestly
Not all may think the same but yes it prevails
With some of good principles the train derails
Lots of trouble when chosen the path of nobility
The universal truth surfaces with its known futility’
There is no reason for going back or retrace
We all are having same dilemma to face
It is easy to face a rowdy and hostile crowd
But very difficult to sustain and speak loud
Life can be brought to an end with single stroke
It is just a line and can be over in thick smoke
No one has any power to delay it even for second
Even though it is considered as very precious like diamond
You have been infused with lots of courage
That is how the human beings live and manage
They know well that it is cowardice to disrupt the cycle
It will be better to carry on and spend it as very casual
Though it is mechanical and looks unstable
Yet we can make it beautiful and stable
There can be added some new features
To help others and make for them bright future
Many can be given respite with very good smile
Their life can be made comfortable for a while
You can not help materially but restore confidence
Life can be made worth living and meaningful hence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Open
Here there is nothing but open,
Nothing but pure space,
Nothing but a void of unknown.
In this place the only thing that exists in the mind,
Is what is made true through the spirit,
And actions made by the body.
In a world so empty and cold,
There is nothing to live for,
Yet at the same time nothing to die for.
Here, you just are,
You do not live or die or believe,
You just are.
It’s unimaginable to the worlds that surround,
A figment of a child’s imagination, maybe.
Abandoned over the years.
Maybe this place is the creation of a tired author,
Who has nothing to write, only characters without purpose,
No ideas left to create a solid world.
A lonely widow, perhaps,
With no one to please or be with,
Only an empty house filled with empty memories.
Or even a retired soldier,
Not wanting to live through the pain and dreams,
Creating a world so empty, so predictable, nothing could go wrong.
A mother who has lost their child,
Who goes from day to day following suit,
Wishing it was them instead of their baby who left the world.
The blackness of this world is unlike any other,
A simple world that is pure impurities,
Simple complexity.
Like the worlds we make for ourselves to escape to,
When our own reality becomes more than we can handle, less than we expect,
A world we can slip off to silently screaming.
A bright place of darkness,
A never ending end to what we live everyday,
A single lie that we live with as if it were true.
A world that is everything and nothing,
Completely incomplete,
Written and unwritten.
Open.
By: Bethany Maxwell
(c) September 29,2010
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We may survive
World may survive
We will revive
Peace may prevail
The track may carry the rail
Humanity may win
Harmony may be seen
Love and peace may have chance
Let us not forget it at once
It is only place to live
Where all races live and believe
Under one belief and single roof
What else you need as proof?
God is one yet pray with different name
Supremacy always try to claim
Love and hatred mixed to read
Guide the path and shamefully lead
Rich and poor remain wherever they are
Beautiful dreams still at distant and very far
Still we want to be one
Let it be understood by everyone
We are human being
May there be many queens and kings
Still we are living on earth
Always afraid and fearful of death
We may have still to move
Show the world to prove
We care for human sentiments
Cry for their plight and resent
We may err but rectify too
Blame but later on justify as true
We are still sensible and can understand
No one can be kept as foe but only friend
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A special child is a special One
thank you for giving me the light in this world...... when
you shared to me the life, that the Lord bestowed and
blessed, you deserve that gift, to have a special one
thank you for the fruit of love..... your lives fulfill the
purpose of creation, your unending steadfast care lifts
me up to survive, amidst the uncertainty of life
thank you for being there..... when I needed you most,
you are always in my side, pushing me to face all
adversity, though I exist with no fear in my heart
thank you that you let me taste and experience..... what
is life with you, our memories always linger in my heart,
even though that meaningful happiness is off valued and
something special to me
thank you dear someone..... your presence is giving
me the strength to stay alive, this is the life I live, my world
is different from you, and I have to stay in order to live and
survive
thank you for accepting and letting me go..... beyond your
limit for you don't know where I will go, this dream that I
take is only, me can reach, a place where nobody knows
thank you for helping and making me to achieve, with my
own volition to know more of myself..... hoping the best of
everything on me, and believing that I might see the
meaning of my existence for the destiny I made is the
destiny I live.....this maybe the end of why, I am living in
this world with you dear someone
thank you that in my journey in this life..... you are with me
surfing every pieces of puzzle of who am I in this creation,
a creation that everyone is free, a creation that I am a part
and I exist, a destiny to move on and a place I live today
thank you..... for believing me even in your heart, thou you
didn't see what........ I believed, just always remember that
the life I share in every moment I've take. lives with you
forever and it is beyond your own imagination for the
world I live..... lives.....only in every man's heart that is free
' do not see them as how they think and look, but see
them as what you feel '
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Forgive Me Lord
Make my world a better place to be
Remove these chains and set me free
Give my life one reason to begin
Forgive me lord for I have sinned
Take my hand and lead me as you choose
It seems we aint got much to lose
Give this place one season without shame
Forgive me lord Ive sinned again
I been down on my luck, as a matter of fact
Ive even been chaste
Drifting along, singing a song
For the whole human race
I been caught in the act, as a matter of fact
Im even well known
Floating on by with a laugh and a sigh
On the road that leads home
I got no more time left to roam, if you love me
Take this world and build it as you please
With a little help from the likes of me
Keep it safe from harm and make it pure
Forgive the rich and save the poor
Like the dust on the wind Ive been taken again by my foolish pride
Drifting along, singing a song, thats how I get by
I been caught in the act, as a matter of fact Ive even been chased
Floating on by with a laugh and a sigh for the whole human race
I got no more time left to waste, if you love me
Make my world a better place to be
Remove these chains and set me free
Give my face a different point of view
Forgive us lord if we run to you
If you love me
Make my world a better place to be
Remove these chains and set me free
Give my life one reason to begin
Forgive me lord for I have sinned
Give my life one reason to begin
Forgive me lord for I have sinned
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Continue normal way
Everything is going on as usual
Nothing is taken as unusual
People move in causal manner
Mix with each other and feel better
Human nature is as such and needs company
You may need some one to confide and not so many
Hence there is compulsion to create small group or circle
Where you can get support for everything and avoid possible troubles
No one knows what is happening on another side
As world has become one with areas very wide
People have moved closer with so much of cooperation
Opened up new avenues with closer ties and cordial relation
Who moves us to explore all possibilities?
When we know life is uncertain with lots of uncertainties?
Who pulls string from behind and make to dance with particular tune?
Everybody is aware of the fact and to some extent remain genuine
We can sustain the onslaughts but can’t remove
We can put brave front and try to improve
But altogether it is somebody who guides us invisibly
Forces us to act stubborn and show the result notably
It is nice place to stay on beautiful earth
A place specially created to enjoy and end up with death
No one is immortal here and leave behind everything
Yet some people forget the basic fact and try stick on for something
Let us enjoy in limited span that has been given
Let the basic threat remain in force but forgotten
We play our part as per the conscience and situation
Life is as such with us for the simple continuation
We can’t shorten the life line or increase
That idea should never enter in mind, please
Try to lift as many miserable people as possible
The life for them otherwise proved quite impossible
We live as human being and continue normal way
We confine to circle and never try divide or go away
It is once in life time chance that we are here
Think of other land if that is possible and available there
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Come home
Come home, come home,
I always love and welcome,
Staunch and firm believer,
Ardent lover and follower,
I preached kind of love message,
Admission to all and free passage,
Leave behind all bad rituals,
Stay calm, religious and casual,
Never I uttered a word hate,
Clergy and priests get it late,
If something goes wrong then term it fate,
All words and messages clearly state,
I invite you with full embrace,
Worry behind and visit with grace,
Happy and beautiful smiling face,
Ready to follow and mind brace,
Leading simple life is not difficult,
Violence and arson is another cult,
Imposition of will is sinful crime,
I am all there with concern prime,
You may face hard time ahead,
Very crucial life but unable to lead,
Trust and belief some time desert,
Ill ideas and bad work always assert,
Leave not your idea and prime goal,
Diamond comes from very hard coal,
Surrender to THY and ideas float,
God may come to pick you in boat,
Liars survive and honest suffer,
Greedy eyes with lavish offer,
Still it goes but not seek after
Way to live and ideas differ,
Come to me for guidance and solace,
Prefer hut but not big palace,
Peace and calm will always prevail,
My place is here and blessings you avail
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love
I love Thee in the sky,
After long, hot summer days,
Like to run through the fields,
When they've finished makin' hay.
I love meeting people,
I've never met before.
And I like it when my friends,
Come knocking at my door, yeah.
Ooh, I love the sky at night,
Just to sit and count the stars.
I like to mess around,
With bicycles and cars.
I love to see the moon,
When it's up and full.
And I like it when a fish,
Gives my line a pull.
So, it's easy to see,
Just how good You been to me.
Oh, you made life's mystery,
An open book for all to see.
I love stone ground bread,
And I like it when I get my breakfast in bed.
I love little old ladies,
Who make funny faces at brand new babies.
So, it's easy to see,
Just how good You been to me.
Oh, you made life's mystery,
An open book for all to see.
I love St. Judy's comet,
I love to break bread,
I get a blessing from it.
And I love to see a Bible,
That's been well used.
'Cause when a Bible's well used,
The devil's not amused.
So, it's easy to see,
Just how good You been to me.
Oh, you made life's mystery,
An open book for all to see.
So, it's easy to see,
Just how good You been to me.
Oh, you made life's mystery,
An open book for all to see.
Yeah, yeah,
Anyone can read the book.
Oh, the feel of a long, hot summer day.
I love, I love,
Little old ladies, who make funny faces at brand new babies.
You made life's mystery and open book for all to see.
I love breaking bread.
I love to see a Bible when it's been well read,
When it's well used, you know the devil's not amused.
I love, I love, I love, I love, yeah,
I love, I love, I love, I love.
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Is it really like fishing?
They say there is many fish in the sea to choose from.
But have you ever gone fishing?
They say do not worry they are like fish you lose one then get a fresh one.
But have you actually gone fishing?
They say you can be picky when fishing your fish.
But have you been in the sea and fished?
They even say some actually smell like fish.
But have you really smelled a fish?
They say there is plenty of fish in the sea.
But have you actually gone and counted the fish in the sea?
They say once you catch that perfect fish, you are bound for a good life.
But have you caught that perfect fish they all speak of?
They say some fish can be beautiful.
But have you seen any beautiful fish?
How can one compare a fish?
They are not alike.
How can one say it is as easy as finding a fish?
It is not a simple task.
How can they say there are so many fish in the sea?
When there are so many fishers who have yet to catch.
Can you really compare life and love to a fish?
The answer is of course not.
You can’t.
Impossible.
Unreal.
Not imaginable.
Unbelievable.
Unrealistic.
A fairy tale.
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Thats What It Takes
And now it begins to shine
And you found the eyes to see
Each little drop at dawn of evry day
Your smile, it comes back to me
And whatever you may say
Dont let it stop, never fade away
As we got to get out in this world together, oh
Doesnt really matter if we start to make some changes, oh
If thats what it takes (thats what it takes)
Then Ive got to be strong (thats what it takes)
Dont want to be wrong
If thats what it takes
The closer I get (thats what it takes)
Into that open door (what it takes)
Ive got to be sure
If thats what it takes
And now that its shining through
And you can see all this world
Dont let it stop, never fade away
If we got to be in this life forever, oh-oh
Then wed better be taking all the chances, oh oh
If thats what it takes (thats what it takes)
Then Ive got to be strong (thats what it takes)
Dont want to be wrong
If thats what it takes
The closer I get (thats what it takes)
Into that open door (what it takes)
Ive got to be sure
If thats what it takes
Thats what it takes, thats what it takes
Thats what it takes, thats what it takes
(thats) what it takes, thats what it takes
Thats what it takes, (thats) what it takes
Thats what it takes, oh, thats what it takes
(repeat and fade:)
Oh, thats what it takes
song performed by by George Harrison
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Today... 'The First and Last
Before the creation had taken its place.
Before the beginning of this earthly race.
Before the heavens and the earth came to be.
Before the dawn of human history.
Before the tick of the seconds of time began
Then the Triune God formed salvations plan.
The Son of God at the very beginning stood.
and commenced all of creation by His word.
There is no one to compare with You my Lord
for You forever will be the living Word.
The One Who is the Son of Man walked on earth
Who came to us from heaven by virgin birth.
The Alpha and Omega is First and Last
was at the beginning and will time outlast.
Alive before time and creation began
and when history unfolded became a man.
Each chapter of earth and human history
has been encompassed between eternity.
For the Fathers' Eternally Begotten Son
stands outside of time as the Everlasting One.
The Alpha and Omega, the First and Last
all the years of time within Your hands You grasp.
from everlasting to everlasting the same
The Almighty God Jehovah is Your name.
When time shall cease and the sun no longer rise
When Christ has come with His glory in the skies.
When the ransomed called to reign with Him on high
and with all the angels 'hallelujah' cry.
When all the atomic clocks have ticked their last.
When matter has disappeared into the past.
When the new heaven and earth in sight appears.
There You shall still stand outlasting all the years.
The Eternal God and Everlasting Lord
by heaven and earth and forever adored.
There at Your feet all men shall fall as though dead
before Heaven's King and Everlasting Head.
And there at Your feet I shall willingly fall
before my King of Glory and Lord of All.
And then as I feel the touch of Your right hand
I shall rise up at the sound of Your command.
When the worlds are no more and all time shall cease
there You shall reign and Your kingdom shall increase
and I shall be there gazing into Your face
washed and clothed in righteousness by Your grace.
(see also the additional information in the Poet's notes box below)
Abortion Revisited
The Sculptor makes each masterpiece,
With equal labor, love and care;
But human beings murder own,
Unlike the beasts, who know not God.
While many yearn for just one child,
And families on earth vanish,
As God denies the gift of child:
Yet, those with children kill offspring?
The Maker makes some wombs sterile;
The Maker makes some, more fertile;
What ruthless hearts dare murder babes-
That bear semblance to God Himself!
Don’t expect mercy from the Lord,
Who loves all creatures, great and small;
He gave man freedom and free will:
That is abused by earthlings still.
God hears the pleas of unborn babes,
(Who wish to see the world, God made)
All murdered by their own parents-
A treachery, deserving hell.
Behold the unborn’s curse shall bring
Unwanted woes and suffering,
That punishes generations,
However mighty are nations.
No species kill their very own!
All babies have freedom to live;
No human being kills by right,
Another in the human race.
Abortion is a heinous crime;
Procured abortion is a Sin;
All lives are lives in utero;
No one has right to abortion.
The baby in the womb has rights;
A life that’s formed by God in womb,
Has right to exist after birth!
To God, all lives are truly same!
Show me some beasts that kill offspring!
Don’t they struggle to rear their young?
Why human beings turn ‘beast-like,
When God is merciful to them?
The unborn child needs dignity;
Unwanted babies are God’s gems;
If you can’t spare your baby’s life,
God’s rod befalls you like a knife!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-26-2008
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In any case
Oh no, o, wonderful creation of this world
Don’t mind anything with blowing hot and cold
You are always held in esteem
And received well like sun beam
How does the house come in real show?
As you enter with all pomp and glow
You are still liked even if angrily blow
With one command husbands are compelled to go
All are helpless creatures on earth
They are sacred more of you than death
If you are ok then pouring of wealth
If not then actual fall in health
In no case you can be left mercilessly
You are key and solution to lead life happily
Any misadventure may be considered silly
Even if you are not good but must be compared with Lilly
If mishandled then fate can be met with sandal
The anger may be not less than wave of tidal
It may not come down easily with any amount of persuasion
But lead to uneasy life with lots of questions
So all poor husbands may warn fellow brothers
Surrender meekly and never think or bother
They need proper care and attention
Else there may arise the question of your retention
Funny idioms if uttered “handle well with care”
So far no one has ventured to defy it with dare
They know it may take them no where
As they have come to know that finally it is her
So woman and handle is different if thought otherwise
It will be nice way to act and behave wise
Wife needs no handle in any case
She needs care, understanding and love of course in any case
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I will descend
Whenever evils exceed their limit or raised head
I have descended on earth to eliminate lead
This cycle will be repeated at regular interval
People too will know exactly upon my arrival
Heavenly objects have witnessed my presence
Definitely there was purpose and some sense
I have to guide and control the whole universe
I can't wait for particular time or moments very tense
Excess of everything is not acceptable and very bad
Nothing can be tolerated and its result can be so sad
Nature too may not take it light or leniently
World has observed and witnessed its wrath recently
Things can be stretched to its maximum limit
Time comes when one has to relent and submit
Many warning signals are sent in advance
One must have common sense to have glance
Have you ever thought why it makes you to dismay?
Why sun is beaming sharp with hot rays?
Why sea is raising alarmingly at high level?
In fact no place is safe for us to go out and travel
I have descended in past in different parts of world
Whether it was desert, mountain or regions very cold
I have watched the scene where miseries were untold
No conscience, no moral or even soul was sold
Massacre, loot, plunder and rape are new scenes
Immoral acts are order of the day it seems
Nobody is ashamed or repentant of their act
How to witness or tolerate such scenes and react?
They are sealing their own fate and digging the grave
All acts in their eyes are bold and brave
But mind it nobody would come to their rescue
They have to undergo punishment which is due
I would still have the love for human being
There may be poor, rich, chieftains or king
I care for all or even for smallest creature
I am always tolerant and have mild nature
Truth and only truth will prevail
All immoral acts may miserably fail
Nothing will be easy for them to sail
They may not be left with time to avail
Carve out your way in reasonable manner
Chances are getting very thinner and thinner
No one will point you out for any act
This is simple logic and known fact
I shall have to act to get rid off the evils
They will be crushed under the heavy wheels
Nature and ocean may rise to the occasion
I shall free the people in any place or region
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Is Money Worth Having?
This is a fast and competitive world,
Where the time is money
And the man is in hurry,
Oh, mad man, money is an awful bane,
You’d know that if you weren’t insane.
But alas, it is too late today,
And money if the feeling, the dwelling and the healing,
The love, the friendship,
The life of a man.
Today the progress of your life depends
Upon the way you interact when
You have nothing at all,
And the way you manage,
When you have ‘money and all’,
People say so while I don’t believe it.
The life depends much more on the heart!
A heart and only a beautiful heart,
Where feelings can live,
And love can prevail,
And no amount of money,
Can be dominating there.
A place where no rich or poor exist,
Where money would rust and be valueless there,
I want the world to be brought over there,
And make them LIVE their life, their way,
And not be slaves of MONEY for the day.
poem by Rajat Joshi
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